"Her or me?" A tear rolled down Michelle's puffy cheek, "You have to make a decision."
For Michelle, life has always been about control- control in the studio, in her friendships, and even in the secrets she hides. But with an unexpected pregnancy...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Can I just have another one of these, please?" I ask the barman.
Today is the solo round, and we're up against J-cruise. At the end of the day, one studio will be crowned the winner of this year's Internationals, and it's either going to be The Next Step or J-cruise.
Honestly, I'm nervous about competing against J-cruise's soloist. From what I've seen, Chloe is very talented, and she's able to convey a story on stage with ease.
Although I know that I'm a good dancer and I'm very capable of winning, my head is a mess right now, and I just don't feel ready to go on stage.
"Here you go." The barman hands over my drink.
"Thanks."
I begin sipping my drink when I hear a voice beside me. When I turn my head, I see Henry, and I wonder what he could possibly want.
"Hey..." He has a nervous look on his face.
"Uhm... hi?"
"Can I sit?" he asks me.
With hesitation, I reply, "Yeah... sure."
He takes a seat beside me, and we sit in silence for a moment.
He then says, "I just wanted to come over here and say that I think you're gonna do great today. I've always believed in you, and I know that some people really wanted Richelle to be the soloist, but I think that they made the right choice when they chose you."
I turn my head slowly. "You do?"
He nods enthusiastically. "Yeah, of course." Then he says, "You're dancing is so sick. I've always thought you were the best dancer on the team."
"Thanks... I guess."
And then I hear him say, "You're gonna win this for the team; I just know it."
I wish I was as confident as he is. I don't think I'm in the right headspace to be able to dance to the best of my ability, and if I were brave enough to do the right thing, I would hand the solo over to Richelle in a heartbeat.
I glance at Henry, and he has a serious look on his face. Something tells me that there's another reason why he came to see me.
I decide to question him about it. "You didn't just want to come over here to wish me luck, did you? There's something else, I can tell."
"I guess you're right..."
I turn my head when he says that and I await what he has to say to me.
A small smile creeps on his face as he begins speaking. "You know, I visited my aunt the other day. You remember the one that lives in Vancouver, right?"
